Ahhh La Ciudad Que Progresa. It's not uncommon to hear jokes at its expense, like the classic rhyme, "Hialeah, agua, fango y factoria," (water, mud and factories). Sure, motorists tend to end up more lost in Hialeah than Helen Keller without a seeing eye dog. After all, it's like, "WTF, street? Are you 49th or 103rd? Make up your fucking mind!" But perhaps a lot of those stereotypes don't give Hialeah a fair shake.

"Its a magical city with no parking meters and the highest selling taco bell in the nation," says Ferny Coipel, founder of Hialeah Fest and Humbert frontman. "Its a place where people still have farm animals in their yard. I mean, in what other overpopulated city can you wake up, look outside your window and see your neighbors cock?"